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I believed that I had a friend who lived in the phone called cally. I would play with the phone and hear the voice saying "Your number can't be connected please call again". I used to ring him up all the time. I would tell my parents of my friend and dad though 'cally' was a male my mother was having an affair with. I told my parents of this friend in my 20s and finally solved a rift between them.
I used to believe that Candy Cane Caninyos (pronounce: ca-NEEN-yos) lived on South Pearl Street. Me and my mom went down Pearl to see if there were any.
"Did you see any candy-cane caninyos?" Mom asked.
"It's night and they're sleeping." I replied.
Mom did one of those mother-exasperated sigh things and drove home
I used to have an imaginary friend called Hannah. The reason why I made "Hannah" was because I used to be friends with this girl called Holly, but she went off with another girl and I wasn't very popular in primary school, so I was lonely, so I made Hannah up. She wasn't especially weird, she was just a girl about my age with black hair, but for some reason she never had a mouth. Also, she sometimes wouldn't have a nose either, and sometimes I wouldn't call her Hannah but refer to her as 'Natalie' or 'Natasha' but I forgot about her whe I was about 7 because a new girl, moved to our school and I made friends with her instead. But sometimes when she was absent Hannah would come back again, though she didn't really talk or anything, she was just 'there'.
I don't know if this techincally falls under the imaginary friend category, but I supose it will do. When my brother (4 years), sister (5 years), and I (6 years) were little we didn't have imaginary friends. We had imaginary enemies. Their names were Mean Fat Barney and Sally Breaka. They used to always cheat at games and sports. They would also mess up our rooms and throw our toys all over. We would get mad at them tell them to stop but then they would fight us. So we would beat them up and they would go away until another day. Our mom didn't believe that our imaginary ememies were messing up our rooms though, we still had to clean them.
in Nursery, my friends said that there was an invisible man beside me called Jim, and that he wanted to be my friend. I looked beside me, and started speaking. After a few days, I believed Jim was real. He was my best friend and if someone sat on him, I would push them and storm off with Jim at my side. It wasn't until Primary 4 that my friends told me they made it up for fun! I believed them for almost 5 years!!!!!
the teletubbies were once my imaginary friends.
When I was about seven years old, my friend had an invisible friend. Then the day came when she decided that I should have an invisible friend, so she made up an invisible friend for me. I spent a lot of my childhood wondering why she could hold entire conversations with an invisible being, while I could never even start talking to mine.
when i had my imaginary friend his name was Donald (not Donald Duck!) so i went to school with him (i was about in 2nd grade) and at read aloud he sat next to me and this boy sat next to me and squished Donald!!! i was sooo mad i buried him right next to my house
When I was small I used to imagine that when I was lying awake in bed at night the Power Rangers would saw a hole in my ceiling, and I knew that one day they'd lift me up through it and I'd be able to go on an adventure with them.
This never happened unfortunately.
As well as this I imagined a little mouse family lived inside my mattress, so when up until very recently (I'm now 15) when you lie on your side and can ocasionally hear your pulse, I thought vaguely "Oh, there goes the mouse family."
When I was small, alot of my friends had imaginary friends, so in an effort to not be left out, I tried to create an imaginary friend. After a few days of talking to myself, I concluded that imaginary friends were not real and declared that my friends were just stupid.
When I was a little kid, I believed I was marrying my imaginary boyfriend named Rusty. He had given me an engagement ring (which I stole from my mom's jewelry box) and I kept it in a little jar next to my bed. When people asked me where Rusty was, I told them he was in the backyard feeding the chickens, which was odd, seeing as to how I grew up in suburban New Jersey.
Naturally, everyone thought I was weird. I had forgotten all about Rusty until my mother told my now REAL boyfriend all about my sexual adventures as a five year old.
When I told a friend I used to have imaginary friends, she asked me what that was! Seizing the moment, I asked her if she wanted one. When she said yes, I made this whole long contract she had to fill out to "order" one. She did everything I told her to. She was 14.
when i was five and still to this day i have an imaginary freind he is a 950 pound mechinized T-rex i call him kovu and he is loud (but only I can hear him) and now I am fifteen and stil partily believe in him. best freind EVER!!!!
when I was telve or so i picked up on another imaginary freind the beast from the disney movie beauty and the beast. (in case you havent notice most of my imaginary freinds are disney charecters) and I had him cause i got poke fun at school and became the laughing stock of the school and needed help and lessons on how to be mean so I resorted to the beast. (since he can get mad good) and i ended up in the office twice one day and said "why am I in trouble the beast taught me to do it" from there out I hated the beast
when I was a little kid I used to call my imaginary freind mom (my real mom worked alot and was never home) anyways, she was nala from the lion king (adult) and I had another imaginary freind since my dad was sleeping most of the time. you guessed it I called him dad and it was simba (adult) from the lion king. and at night i would imagine myself cuddling up in simba's soft red mane. i was six and this went on until i was 12 and my dad finally woke up and my mom retiered
When i was 2.5 yrs old untill i was about 5or 6 I had an imaginary friend and his name was jesus christ and he went to university in europe. I always was on my best behavior in case he ever came home cause my mom told he was the son of god and could punish me . the funny part is we are jewish
When I was little, not only did I have an imaginary friend named Jessica, but I thought that all my toys were alive! They just didn't move- usually- when I was watching.
These beliefs came at different times, though; in between was the belief that there were people in my closet when the lights were off. They were very tall, dark, shadowy people. (In reality, they were my outfits and not moving around.)
when I was about 4 I think I had a group of imaginary friends they looked like lady bugs and I carried them every where in my hands, there was a whole family of them, I called them the little fellas and they would talk to me all of the time until one day they told me that they were going on vacation and they never came back...
my mom asked where are the little fellas? and I said they left for Arizona
when i was 5 or so i used to think simba from the lion king lived with me so i would talk to him and listen to hear him (i never did) and i had a stuffed tiger i improvised as him at night time and fially my mom told me "cartoons don't exsist" i got mad really mad cause i loved my imaginary lion
i was an only child and my mom worked long hours so i wanted a pet to play with but she was alergic. She gave me a rock and told me she had a pet rock growing up and i could too. I thought that if i believed hard enough my pet rock would be real.He was happy when i was sad when i was and kept my secrets. he also liked to watch tv with me. that was his favorite thing. Best friend I ever had!